The Look

by Weird Wilkins

As a child, I always feared the picture my mother kept by her bedside. I never understood why she would frame an image of such a grotesque monster. It looked like a man deformed in ways I can barely fathom. Those bulging eyes, skin so pallid it was translucent, sunken cheeks and swollen lips.

“He didn’t always look that way.” She’d tell me, but I didn’t believe her. How could a man become something so haunting?

It’s a question I never wanted answered, yet the answer becomes clearer every day.

I really am starting to resemble my dear old dad…

Weird Wilkins

Weird Wilkins is long-time writing enthusiast taking the terrifying plunge into the world of actually submitting work for publication. He’s rooted firmly in the “weird fiction” subgenre of horror with a particular passion for stories revolving around a mounting sense of dread and healthy lashings of body horror. He plans to forge a reputation as a purveyor of frightful short stories in both collaborative collections and his own anthologies.

Twitter: @WeirdWilkins